(Untitled)

[betrayer]

Characters: Aria T'loak, Jack, Nihlus Kryik, Saren Arterius.
Where: Somewhere!
What: Violent mistletoe shenanigans, and whatever anybody else wants.
Open or Closed? Open to more!
Rating/Warnings No warnings.

Comments

[hellodeadpeople]

[ Sup, Saren, so I know you were just minding your own business, puttering around doing your evil turian thing, but now you've got a fist in your face that's connecting to a bald, tattooed, space-psycho wearing an absolutely hideous sweater. For now, there's no biotics involved. For now.

What do? ]

[betrayer]

[What do?

Saren wasn't going to let it slide, that was for sure. The human's assault caught him by surprise. He didn't recognize the woman - but her identity was irrelevant under this circumstance. The fact that the human dared to attack him at all was enough to gain his ire, and his attention. He lunged forward and grabbed at her throat.]

[hellodeadpeople]

[ The grab hits it's mark, but it's short lived, as Jack is having absolutely none of that shit. She's sending out a biotic blast, trying to push Saren away from her, and hopefully sending him tumbling a few yards. She lets out a growl, like this was totally you assaulting her and not vice versa ]

Watch it, fucker.

[betrayer]

[Saren caught himself before he stumbled back farther than the human woman intended, and he matched her irritation, glaring harshly. Did she have a death wish? If so, he didn't mind fulfilling it. Saren's philosophy was simple - never kill someone without a reason, and you can always find a reason to kill someone. With this human, he didn't need to think of a reason for long. Her existence alone provided it.]

You assaulted me, human.

[He took a step forward.]

[hellodeadpeople]

[ She stands her ground, because she's Jack and she's in a constant state of pretty much certain she can kick the ass of anyone she comes across - screw logic of past experiences. She ignore the accusation, seeing as she's really not sure about that yet so just carrying on. The tone of disdain in the 'human' part there is definitely noted. ]

Oh, hey, another racist Turian - and no one was surprised.

[betrayer]

[Saren glared at her, the insult unappreciated. But he restrained himself from retaliating - the display of biotics and her knowledge of his species spoke volumes of her identity alone. He still didn't know who she was, no, but it was likely that this human was a new squad mate of Shepard's, and putting her in her place would likely go unappreciated by Shepard. So, he refrained from violence. Instead, he sneered at her.]

I'd think my disdain to be well justified, right now. Do you often make it a habit to assault strangers?

[hellodeadpeople]

[ She smirks, wide and insolent. There's really nothing more fun than pissing off holier-than-thou aliens. She'd even list it as a personal hobby if she ever filled out those extranet dating forms. ]

Just the ugly ones.